I'm so sick of fighting for survival
In a country where I should have
The American Dream
They say you're lucky you're the home of brave
We're in the land of the Free to Go F*ck Yourself
I can't afford to live but everyday I lie to myself like I think everything is gonna change
The politicians will listen and everyone on the street will have a place to sleep keep dreaming
We are the country of the corrupt and wealthy f*cking taking from the hands of the people that built their buildings saying We don't have enough To feed the hungry while they sit in their mansions eating imported dishes you're full of shit
Guess I'll sleep when I'm dead's what we tell our friends
But the pain only stops when our breath ends
Pull
We don't have to the time to enjoy what this life has to offer
Spending every waking moment staying out of a coffin
Guess I'll sleep when I'm dead's what we tell our friends
But the pain only stops when the bullet goes through my head
We're the country of
Every money hungry
Prick that you've heard of
Land of the F*cked home of the Graves
We're the country of
Homeless starving wishing
Only to have enough
Land of the F*cked home of the Graves
This is your sign to dethrone the government
This is your sign to kill off the one percent.
Eat the rich
Kill off the one percent
Eat the rich
Shut your f*cking mouth